The Faded Portrait

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The ivy on the south face of the house did not merely grow; it invaded. It crept up the damp stone with a tenacity that felt less like biology and more like a slow, green conspiracy, seeking the warm cracks where the mortar had failed. I watched it from my study window, a narrow slit of glass that smelled of old paper and the distinct, metallic tang of the coal smoke that lingered in the air of...

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